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I can't remember anything more
nerve-racking than the continuous shelling,
without stop, went on day and night. But we were always told that you
never heard the shell that hit you because most of them
travelled faster than sound. But you could literally feel your
heart pounding against the ground. The emotional strain
was absolutely terrific. Although a shell might burst
50 yards away, you might find a fragment
of jagged iron, really red hot
and weighing half a pound, arriving in your trench. You see people blown to little bits. I've actually had to put a man
in a sandbag. Every now and again,
there would be a great roar like an aeroplane
coming in to land... LOUD BANG ..and in a fifth of a second,
your resolution would break and you'd throw yourself down
into the mud and the other ones
would laugh at you. The shrapnel shell would burst
in the air and spray bullets on the troops below. As if they were from a shotgun. The bullets came down,
whistling like all the hobs of hell
nerve-racking than the continuous shelling,
without stop, went on day and night. But we were always told that you
never heard the shell that hit you because most of them
travelled faster than sound. But you could literally feel your
heart pounding against the ground. The emotional strain
was absolutely terrific. Although a shell might burst
50 yards away, you might find a fragment
of jagged iron, really red hot
and weighing half a pound, arriving in your trench. You see people blown to little bits. I've actually had to put a man
in a sandbag. Every now and again,
there would be a great roar like an aeroplane
coming in to land... LOUD BANG ..and in a fifth of a second,
your resolution would break and you'd throw yourself down
into the mud and the other ones
would laugh at you. The shrapnel shell would burst
in the air and spray bullets on the troops below. As if they were from a shotgun. The bullets came down,
whistling like all the hobs of hell
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I can't remember anything more
nerve-racking
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than the continuous shelling,
without stop, went on day and night.
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But we were always told that you
never heard the shell that hit you
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because most of them
travelled faster than sound.
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But you could literally feel your
heart pounding against the ground.
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The emotional strain
was absolutely terrific.
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Although a shell might burst
50 yards away,
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you might find a fragment
of jagged iron,
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really red hot
and weighing half a pound,
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arriving in your trench.
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You see people blown to little bits.
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I've actually had to put a man
in a sandbag.
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Every now and again,
there would be a great roar
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like an aeroplane
coming in to land...
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LOUD BANG
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..and in a fifth of a second,
your resolution would break
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and you'd throw yourself down
into the mud
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and the other ones
would laugh at you.
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The shrapnel shell would burst
in the air and spray bullets
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on the troops below.
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As if they were from a shotgun.
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The bullets came down,
whistling like all the hobs of hell.
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Movie Summary
A documentary about World War I with never-before-seen footage to commemorate the centennial of the end of the war.
